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“Efficient Elaine”
‘WHEREIN LUCY MAKES A VOW.”

“But I know, father! I realize nursing is hard work, but
in choosing my life’s vocation, I want to do something for Hu-
manity!”’

How well Elaine Murray could hear her earnest young voice
saying that four years ago! She had gone about her work with
earnestness and fervor; had endured all the trials and tribulations
of her profession; but she had come out victorious!’ She was a
successful nurse! Efficient! That was the word—efficient! Had
she not heard Dr. MacKay say: “I will send my most efficient
nurse, I assure you, Mr. Robertson. I will send Miss Murray to
you.” l
Her day had come! She drew herself to her full height (which
was not so very great) in her importance.

“Miss Murray,” boomed the doctor’s voice. “Be ready to
report in forty-five minutes to Room 18-A. Pneumonia!”

“Gracious!” she tho’t to herself, “the hardest kind of a case.”

But aloud all she said was ‘‘Yes, doctor.”

“Your patient is a sixteen-year-old girl.”

Elaine drew a sigh of relief. Girls were so much nicer than
grunting, impatient, old women, and soft young men, who invar-
iably swear they would love her till their dying days and to ‘“‘please
elope with them tomorrow,” and whose engagement to the “town
belle” would be announced a few months later.

Thirty-five minutes and six minutes later, Elaine Murray—
eyes “deeply, darkly, beautifully blue,” her cheeks glowing and
tingling with youth, and dressed from tip to toe in immaculate
white, proceeded toward Room 18-A.

Her patient—a willowy white slip of a girl—arrived a few
seconds later. The girl had developed a severe case of acute pneu-
monia.

“Too many parties! Bah!” her father stormed as he paced
the hall outside.

The mother was torn in an agony of grief.

The girl was burning up with fever.

“Mrs. Robertson,” Dr. MacKay said, quietly, “Meet our
nurse, Miss Murray.”

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“O, is this the nurse?” wailed the grief-stricken mother.

She had expected a tall, mature woman of about forty. In-
stead, she found a small slender girl of about twenty-two, whose
cheeks burned under her steady gaze, and who gave her tawny
locks a defiant pat under the small white cap which perched saucily
over the dusky masses.

Two days passed. Elaine hardly slept a wink. Every minute
was devoted to her patient.

“You mus’n’t wear yourself out, Miss Murray,” the doctor
gently admonished.

“She is going to live though, doctor! She’s going to live!”
she exalted.

After another twenty-four hours, the crisis was past. The girl's
fever had reduced from 104 to almost normal.

“Mrs. Robertson, you must thank your nurse, not me,” the
doctor said to the girl’s mother. ‘‘Her perseverance has won.
Your child will live.”

“Thank God! O, thank God! Miss Murray,” burst out the mother
suddenly, “we will give you anything in our power.”

Elaine smiled. People were always making her promises!
“Allis not gold that glitters,” she laughed to herself.

As the girl gradually grew stronger, a great friendship sprang
up between her nurse and herself. When she came to the stage
where she could smile, Elaine told her some of her experiences as
a nurse.

“Yes,” she related, “when I was a ‘probationer’, I used to go
around in the ward and pull novels like ‘Bertha, the beautiful cloak
model’ from under the pillows almost every day. They’d beg me
not tell ‘Fat’—the matron. Of course, I wouldn’t, as I remembered
when I used to have brother Bennie sneak books to me when I
used to be sick. Note the past tense, child. ‘Used to’—I haven’t
any time to be sick anymore, I must spend it all in being efficient.”

“I wish you were my sister, Miss Murray,” sighed the girl.

“I wish you were my sister, too! Call me Elaine, little girl.
That will sound more like it.”

“Elaine, ‘the lily maid of Astolate’,’”’ crooned the girl softly.

“That fits me, doesn’t it,” jested Elaine as she pointed to her
rosy cheeks and dark hair.” I think “Tony, the dusky maid of
I-ta-lee” would be more appropriate, don’t you?”

“Elaine! I have suddenly got a bright idea!”

“Tell me, quick! I’m fairly tarnishing with age! Spring
something new, che-ild!’’

The girl looked at her in amazement. Was this her sedate
nurse? Then she giggled gleefully.

“T have an unmarried brother. He’s coming from Texas today
or tomorrow.” she beamed.

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“Well? Child you maka-me-laugh. Why mention the un-
married part?”

“Why-why-why didn’t you just say you wished I was your
sister?”

“Heavens! Child! How do you know I haven’t been married
for six years, and that my husband beats me and I have to work
to feed my starving children?”

“Why! You wouldn’t be so mean as to be already married,”
panted the girl.

“Well, I won’t keep you in suspense. I’m not married, nor
never will be—that is, maybe never. Your brother is from Texas?
Ah! Texas Tommy dashes madly down the—’’

“Andy is a lawyer, and has a large practice,’
girl with gentle dignity.

“T beg your pardon,” apologized Elaine. ‘‘Andy is his name?
Andy Robertson! That’s a nice name, I like it.”

“How would you like to have it for your very own with ‘Mrs.’
tacked onto it?” artfully questioned the girl.

“Matchmaker! Schemer! Why Andy will probably appear with
a ravishing bride on his arm and—oh, let’s drop the subject. Your
temperature might rise,” she cautioned.

No! “No, it won’t” assured the girl. ‘And Andy won't
be married. My no! Why, he didn’t ask me!”

While the girl was trying to convince Elaine that her brother
would make an ideal husband, the door suddenly opened and a
huge masculine form rushed in.

“Lucy!” he wailed, “Dear little sister. You’ve been so sick!”
he crooned as he gently held her in his arms.

“Ye gods! Brother Andy from Texas! My que for a speedy
exit!” tho’t Elaine as she quietly sidled toward the door.

But she was caught in the act! Lucy had made up her mind
never to let her out of her clutches!

“Blaine, Elaine!” she called to the retreating figure.

“Coises! Foiled again,” laughed Elaine to herself.

“Andy dear, I want you to meet the nurse who saved my
life. My brother—Miss Murray,” she said as with anxious eye she
awaited the result.

Andy arose to his six feet of manhood. He looked at her with
adoring eyes. In spite of herself, Elaine’s heart fluttered.

“Mister Robertson, I’m pleased to meet you,” Elaine said as
she tried to suppress the twinkle in her eye.

“And I return the compliment with pleasure, Miss Murray.
But,” he said growing serious. ‘‘I cannot begin to tell you how grate-
ful we are to you. I wish I could!”

“Don’t try, then,” advised Elaine in her little straightforward
boyish way. “I know how you feel. Honestly, I do. But will you
pardon me while I go to prepare the doctor’s chart?” she mum d

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as she edged toward the door. When she reached it, she shot a
warning look at Lucy, who smiled tantalizingly back at her.

“That chart was fixed hours ago, Andy. She’sa prevaricatin’.”
But Elaine had disappeared.

“Some little girl—your nurse.”

“O, yes, Andy,” eagerly acquiesced the patient. “Did you
notice her eyes, how blue they were?” ;

“Leave it to me, dear. I took in every detail. Even to the
tiny mole near her right eye. But tell me about yourself, Lucy.
How do you feel now?”

“Why, Andy, I hadn’t noticed that mole!” Lucy cried delight-
edly.

“You probably tho’t it was a ‘beauty patch’, Sis.”

“Ah,” accounted Lucy to herself. “Advance step No. 1. He
notices the mole at the right of her bright blue eye. But alas! She
pumps his hand and scoots away. O, Fate, be kind and ‘help me
to land a sister.”

“O, I’m almost well now, Andy,” she said aloud. “But I
won't know what to do when I have to leave Elaine,” she hinted.

“Elaine?” he questioned.

“Miss Murray.”

“Honey, how would you like to have Elaine—er—Miss Murray
visit us at camp this summer?”

‘“Jiminatus! You couldn’t please me better!”

A smile broke over his bronzed face; two rows of perfect white
teeth gleamed forth.

“An’ it were your wish, so be it!” he qouted gravely.

“You ask her, Andy! You ask her,” urged Lucy as she vig-
orously pushed the bell by her side.

Elaine entered and gave Lucy a beseeching look.

“My sister tells me she is almost well. How would you like to
visit us at the Lake this summer, Miss Murray?”

“That young scamp has it all planned,” tho’t Elaine, “but I
won't ‘cut off my nose to spite my face’. I’ll have a glorious rest
up there.”

“Why, thank you, Mr. Robertson. I would certainly love to.
Thank you so much.”

“Glory, Hallelujah!” cried Lucy as she drew a sigh of relief.

* * * *

The next day Andy Robertson happened in just as Lucy was
having lunch.

“Never sneeze while balancing a tray on your diaphragm,”
Elaine was gayly telling Lucy. “And today I have a huge treat
for you! See? Ice Cream! And this time it’s a little larger than
a silver dollar,” she laughed.

“Ah, she has arrived at the ice cream stage, eh?” Andy called
from his post at the door.

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Elaine looked up, startled for a moment at the sound of his
voice, but she regained her composure immediately.

“Come in, come in, Mr. Robertson,” she invited. “Come in
and see our buxom patient partake of her bounteous repast.”

Andy roared as he looked at the pathetic portions on the tray.

“I need Sym-pathy,” hummed Lucy.

Andy looked approvingly at Elaine. Jove! She had adorable
dimples! And that mole by her eye just set off their blueness!

Elaine busied herself about the room, arranging the flowers,
and putting this and that into place, but out of the corner of her
eye, she noticed how crinkly his hair was, and—oh shoot! she had
no time for such musings!

“I will leave you two to visit awhile. I think,” she said de-
murely to Andy, “that you will be able to take care of her.”

“But Elaine—” Lucy started.

The look Elaine gave her was far more eloquent than words
could have been.

“Why does your little nurse always run when I come, Lucy?”

“ You, I suppose,” she said bluntly.

“Wow! do I look like an ogre, Lucy?”

“Far be it from such! You look mighty good to me! But, as
‘Uncle Weelyum’ says, ‘she hae a way wi’ her’.”

* * * *

Strange to say, Time has a peculiar way on racing rapidly
onward. Soon, Lucy was well and able to leave the Hospital. Her
wild plans concerning Andy and Elaine had gone astray, she ad-
mitted, for Elaine even so much as refused to talk about Andy,
and he only mentioned her name casually.

“But just you wait till I get ’em,” Lucy avowed, ‘‘only six
weeks more and we will go to the lake. Andy is taking his vaca-
tion extra long this summer. Then, by hookey, they will never
escape my designing attempts.”

Room No. 18-A was now occupied by a grouchy old rheumatic
who barked impatiently at Elaine. ‘Well for pity’s sake, woman!
You don’t need to rub the hide off me do you?”

“I am trying my best not to, madame,” was all Elaine had
quietly said, but she wanted to throw the liniment bottle thru the
window and scream!

* * * *

July 26, 1917, the train pulled up to a small lake-side station,
and a trig young woman dismounted from the platform. A tall,
straight, and staunchly built young man in white flannels, searched the
small stream of travelers anxiously. The trig young woman caught
sight of the tall young man, and gayly waved her hand in recog-
nition.

“Jiminatus!” exclaimed Andy Robertson to himself, “Can this
be our little nurse?”

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Andy had never seen Elaine except in her “uniform” and it
quite took his breath away to see her now. As in her nursing, so
in her dress, Elaine was very “efficient.” A saucy little hat de-
murely rested over the dusky masses of her slightly curling hair;
a loose-fitting, straight lined blue suit with a chic white collar,
enveloped her girlish figure; her slender feet—which like her hands
were like those of a child—were encased in black silk stockings and
plain patent leather pumps of the latest mode.

“Well! I’m glad you're here at last,” welcomed Andy, as he
took her small, black traveling bag.

A throbbing gray roadster awaited them. ‘‘I’m glad I’m here,
too, Mr. Robertson,” said Elaine as she stepped into the machine.
‘I’m going to forget my ‘profession’ and have the time of my young
life. ‘Backward, turn backward; O, time in thy flight,

Make me a child again, just for tonight’—”’ she quoted
gayly.

“Do you know that’s the way I’m going to feel all thru my visit
here,” she confided. ‘But how are Lucy and your mother and
father?”

“Fine! Fine! But you don’t ask about me!’ he jested as he
laughed down at her.

“Oh, you!” she scoffed, “Anybody with half an eye could see
how you are.”

When they reached the Robertson cottage, a joyous, middy-
clad young person ran out to meet them. “Elaine! Elaine!” she:
cried.

“Lucy! How well you look!” exclaimed Elaine as she and Lucy
ran into each others arms.

After things had quieted down a bit, Lucy said, “We are going
to play tennis, Elaine. Hurry now.”

“But, my dear, Elaine is probably tired from her trip and will
want to rest,” gently reproved Mrs. Robertson.

“No indeed, Mrs. Robertson! Why I just feel like a game of
tennis right now,” Elaine assured her.

Andy gasped. He had no idea she could play tennis, and when
a few minutes later she came out of the house dressed almost like
Lucy, he told her so.

“Heavens, man!” she giggled. “What made you think I am
so altogether ancient?”

As the days passed on, Elaine proved to Andy that she was
everything but “ancient.” The three romped, rowed, danced,
swam, played tennis, and rode about in the gray roadster from
morn till night, but Elaine always avoided being alone with Andy as
much as she could. As Andy put it “She always carted Lucy with
her.”

Elaine in a tennis outfit was adorable.

Elaine in a bathing suit was still more adorable, but Elaine in

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a party frock was—well, was simply a dazzling vision! Elaine,
Elaine, Elaine! Andy’s ears rang with the sound of her name—
his thoughts were of little else. (O, Lucy was an artful matchmaker!
“I gotta stick around to egg ’em on,” she decided.)

“Mother,” she reported, “a great change has come over Andy.
This morning I heard him bawling “Love me and the World is
Mine” at the top of his lungs!”

In one of their serious moments, Andy questioned Elaine about
her profession.

“Your—your profession requires a great deal of patience, I
presume?”

“O, yes—to a certain extent,” she answered.

“You—you bear it well?” he faltered.

“Well, not always,” she admitted. ‘‘Sometimes when little
Peter Abbot was unusually whimpering, I would want to kiss ‘Brat!’
and run a thousand miles away, but, Andy, when I looked at his
thin little hand on the coverlet, my heart would soften and I would
walk like Charlie Chaplin and imitate his antics until I could quiet
him as that was the only way to make him stop crying.”

“Ah,” tho’t Andy, “‘here’s a girl ‘after me own heart’—a girl
who can pull people out of the Valley of Death and a girl who can
walk ‘Charlie Chaplin’ to amuse sick little boys; a girl who can
bounce up and down on the piano-stool playing the latest ‘rag-
time’; a girl, who when Lucy had screamed at the sight of a toad,
had gravely quoted Coleridge’s—

“He prayeth best, who loveth best.
All things both great and small—
For the dear Lord Who loveth us,
He made and loveth all.”

“Would she love him?” he wondered anxiously. But Lucy was
a capable chaperone! He could not ask her now.

The next day as Andy and Lucy sat on the porch, he stared
into space and then slowly but audibly he began—

“I see her in the dewy flowers,
I see her sweet and fair;
I hear her in the tuneful birds,
I hear her in the air:
There’s not a bonny flower that springs—’’

Lucy’s hair stood on ends! Andy quoting poetry! And Burns’
poetry at that! The deed was done!

“O, Andy, Andy,” she counseled. ‘‘Go throw yourself at her
feet! Hurry, deary, hurry!’”

Andy hurried! But he didn’t throw himself at her feet; in-
stead, he asked her, as calmly as he could, to go for a ride with him.

They rode thru a long stretch of the country in silence. Eliane
felt what was coming—she tried to still himself against his words of
love.

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“Blaine, dearest,” said Andy quietly, “Surely you know that
I—I love you!”

Elaine dared not meet his eyes.

“Elaine,” he implored, “Marry me, dearest, you will never
have to take care of anyone but me anymore. O, dearest, I will
take care of you always if you will let me.”

Let him? Elaine longed to throw herself in his arms and tell
him to take her far, far away to the land where “efficient” was
not in their vocabulary. But as she “hae a way wi’ her” she could
not tell him so.

“VYou—you do not really love me,—Andy,” she faltered. “You
just think you do—out of gratitude for saving your sister and—”

But Elaine got no further.

“Blaine, look at me,” Andy commanded. ‘‘Look at me and
tell me that again!”

Elaine looked at him. “O, Andy, I—I y

And —well—well—you know the rest—Lucy had made good

her vow!

ELEANOR MILLIGAN, ’17.

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(Continued from January Number)

SYNOPSIS—Fritz Hazen a young Ger-
man leaves his father and makes his way
toward the Great Rome. On arriving in
Rome he receives a terrific roar on the dome
which renders him unconscious. When he
comes up for air he finds himself in a dun-
geon where he awaits his turn to fight Rome’s
greatest gladiators. In one of the combats
he slays the great Bulonius the idol of Rome.
And as Fritz gazes across the arena he sees
a young maiden who is doomed to die and
as he dashes toward her a cry rang out
“Bring on the lions.”

The Ghost of Bulonius

Part Two

While dashing madly toward
the fair maiden of his dreams,
he heard a fierce roaring and
looking over his shoulder he
saw forty lions bounding toward
him with the velocity of young
cannon balls. With one mighty
leap he landed at the maiden’s
feet, and with hisstrongrightarm
pulled the chain asunder. Then
grasping her in his left arm, and
holding his sword aloft in his
right hand; he turned and faced
the famished beasts. Suddenly
seeing our hero in such a des-
perate and warlike attitude, the

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lions faltered, and lo! stopped
as they met his burning gaze.

The huge amphitheatre was
so quiet that one could hear the
tinkling of the chains that bound
the wrists of the fair captive,
reminding Fritz of those olden
days when he milked old Haz-
en’s heifers, in the clover of old
Strasburg.

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The sun flashed playfully up-
on theZsword of our hero, caus-
ing the wild beasts to awaken
from their spell, and the leader
made a ferocious bound at the
brave Hazen, who quickly and
lightly mounted the top of the
wall which surrounded the arena
still clasping the young maiden
in his arm.

Before the vast Roman mob
could recover from their aston-
ishment, young Hazen had
knocked cold the two foremost
guards, and was beating a rapid
retreat down the stone steps
which lead from the amphithea-
tre. Upon gaining the outside,
he leaped into a Roman Legion
chariot which was standing
nearby, and with his fair captive
galloped into the fast falling
dusk.

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the passing of a night) 3

The next morning young Haz-
en, after having left the rescued
maiden at a secluded convent
which was a safe distance from
Rome, had again started in
search of adventure.

Having abandoned the horses
one of which had died of ath-
letic heart from hard driving,
he continued his way to a dark
and dreary forest. Entering
this he heard a noise which
sounded very much to him like
the gurgling of a brook. Being
quite thirsty after his long jour-
ney, he proceeded toward it.
Breaking thru the thick under-
brush, he saw a sight which
made him tremble like the dead
leaves of autumn. For there he
beheld a man even larger than
those towering bulls of Bulonius.

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He was fully eighty hands high.
He was seated on a young hill
with a stine of schnapps in his
hand letting it gush down his
throat like a baby hippo drink-
ing milk.

The giant rose and upon the
sight of Hazen, thundered after
him shouting “Bluke, Bluke,
Bluke” in such a roaring voice as
to make the large leaves fall
like snow flakes in the Sahara |
desert.

Hazen ran as he had never
run before, as ye all know fear
makes winged feet. After run-
ning about twenty metres, the
giant, who was much too full of
old German schnapps to be able
to catch Fritz shortened his
stride until they came to a huge
castle, then stopped and turned
a deathly white like the glisten-
ing belly of a man-eating shark,
and his trembling knees rocked
the trees for miles around; he
then turned and fled with great
strides.

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Our hero, too exhausted to
turn around, dashed staggering-
ly into the yawning door of the
old castle which silently closed
upon him, as if by an unseen
force.

After passing thru many dark
and silent corridors he came to
the fifth tower. And making
his way up and up a narrow
stone stairway, he came upon a
large and desolate looking cham-
ber in the center of which stood
a large bedstead. Too tired to
say his prayers, he jumped into
bed and was soon lost in the
land of dreams.

At twelve o'clock he awoke
with a start but knew not why.
After lying awake for a few
minutes he heard a low moaning
sound like the cry of a baby
bull, which slowly ended in a
low gurgle. The cold sweat
leaped out upon his forehead for
he heard something like the
clanking of chains on the old
staircase. This was becoming
more distinct each minute and
young Hazen wished himself
tucked between the quilts in
his old home on the Rhine.

Suddenly, a white phantom
appeared at the head of the
stairs. Our hero’s hair now
rose completely on end as he
recognized the ghastly face of

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the once bull like Bulonius,
whom he had slain on the bloody
sands of the arena. His once
bull-like neck was now a mere

He was not now the

skeleton.
great bull thrower of the arena,
but a ghastly demon of fear.
The spectre now spoke in hol-
low and cave-like tones.
“Vengeance is mine.”
Hazen was petrified as this

ghost with claw-like hands
clutched a huge dagger and
began advancing with slow, even
steps. Standing above our hero
he lowered this dagger with
deadly precision toward our
noble Hazens’ throat.

(To be continued in the next
Student Lantern.)

STUDENT LANTERN

STUDENT LANTERN

Published Every School Month by
Saginaw High School Lyceum

Entered as second class matter, April 10, 1912, at the
Post Office at Saginaw, Michigan, under the Act of
March 3, 1879.

WAYNE WENGER...............- Editor
MAYNARD CHILDS....... Ass’t. Editor
JAMES BROWN... .Advertising Manager
MERLE WICKHAM Assistant
PHILIP KEELER Advertising
HUGH HARRINGTON Managers

WALTER SLACK..Circulation Manager
MR. O. M. SWANK..... Faculty Auditor

Department Editors
ELEANOR MILLIGAN. ..Literary Editor

WM. GOODMAN .............. Athletics
MARGARET JUDD. cnar se eae Social
BVA SCHMIDT, oreinaren s ase» Alumni
MARIE BUJOLD........... Stenographer
FRANCIS DREIER.......... School News

MILDRED GOLLWITZER..... Exchanges

GERALD MARKS
FRED HOUT
HAROLD RUST
EMERY KREBS
ALBERT SCHIRMER

LUCILE OHLAND
HELEN SCHAITBERGER
HOWARD SCHMELZER
WESLEY MITTS
ALBERT FISH

Address all letters, stories and other com-
munications to

STUDENT LANTERN
Saginaw High School SAGINAW, MICH.

Humorous

Illustrating

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HE honor and good name
of our High School was
added to by our splendid

representation in the farewell
to the departing naval reserves.
There was not a citizen in
Saginaw who was not proud of
the quick, snappy, erect bear-
ing of the boys. But what will
be the next step? Shall we
enlist immediately. These
questions and many similar ones
are uppermost in the minds of
all. These are questions that
should not be decided on the
spur of the moment, but are
questions that everyone must
decide for himself. Let us re-
iterate our principal’s advice to
keep your heads, to keep your
feet on the ground, to consider
the question from all angles, and
last, but most important, re-
member your duty to your flag.

GET THIS!
SLACKER is a person
who refuses to do his
share of the work involved

in war, in seeking the necessities
of life, or in getting an education.

Are you a slacker?
Think about this.

WEATHER “The Paper
EE SQUIRREL FOOD 2

Next Year The Bricks”
VOL. -X APRIL No. IIR

THE SLEEPERS.

(Synopsis: Crooked Eye, a
devil among the ladies in the
Stone Age, decides that his
brother, Gimpty’s girl, Fat-face,
is entirely too nice a Dinosaur
(stone age slang for chicken) to
be wasted on his brother. So,
hewing himself a great granite
club, he steals in the dark of
night to the rocky cave of her
ugly mother, Flat Nose, and
listens intently. From one side
of the modest little dwelling
issues the tranquil breathing of
a beautiful girl, from the other
the raucous snores of an unde-
sirable citizness. Gripping his
club lightly, Crooked Eye creeps
into the cave towards the dooder
skin couch whence comes the
gentle sighs of slumber. Knock-
ing the sleeper gently on the
head in that spot just between
the temple and the parsonage,
that long experience had taught
him to be the most effective, he
seized her long flowing hair
and dashed off into the woods.
Tirelessly, he runs and runs and
runs and runs until, in the first
streak of dawn, he turns to
have a look at his Captive.)

CONCLUSION.
“By all the iron - tailed
gnats!” cried Crooked Eyes,

and swooned with a great thud.

The gentle sleeper had been
the homely mother.

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Spouted Liesurely at Saginaw High School

Editor saas eee CHARLIE CHAPLIN
Sec. and Treas.....COUNT MUCHMONEY
Business “Mens 33 -se see PANDORA
Lawyer (Address All Suits to Him)

eM eet PIGGY SCHMIDT

Subscription Five Eggs—Raised on Account of War

EDITORIAL
O CAN IT WERE?

Queer, isn’t it, how those
umbrellas Will disappear?

Mistakes will happen, but
have a better excuse than that
for yours.

Winter hates to admit it is
retiring for any but strategical
reasons.

“Men with mustaches are
coming back in style.” says
Gay Powell, who has just re-
turned from England and
France. Have a care, Gillette!

You can’t arrest an athlete
for forging his way to the front.

Yea Bo!

Last year was a big year
for S. H. S. It had 366 days
in it.

To be successful in the ‘‘mov-
ies,” a young lady must be very
slim or ridiculously fat. We
suggest that E. Milligan and E.
Robertson apply.

STUDENT LANTERN

DAILY SLUSH

Dear Editor: Can you tell
me how to pronounce them there
Russian monickers?

Piggy.

Piggy: In all slavic handles
the “X” is silent, like the god
in sausage. ' Editor.

Dear Editor: Can you tell
me what a vampire is---if any---
and when? Liz, °17

Liz, "17: A vampire is an
umpire’s wife. No kidding.

Editor.

Dear Editor: My gold-fish
are losing their hair. What
shall I do about it?

Tubbie.

Tubbie: Take the alfalfa from
7 or 8 old brooms and pulverize
thoroughly. Add a quart of
rusty nails, let it come to a boil,
and put it in the fish’s drinking
water. Editor.

Ai: You steal the house, I
boin the child.

Dear Editor: I would like to
have some advise as to what I
shall do about my son Fritz.
Quite lately he has been staying
out late of nights and spends his
money. I do not know what
to do. Can you please help a
distressed mother? Mrs. H.

Dear Madam: Yes, we be-
lieve we can help you. We have
also of late noticed something
wrong with him and we would
suggest a few things. First, if
you want to keep Fritz home
of nights, you can do so by
using strenuous measures, such

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as hitting him on the head each
night with an Indian club, hyp-
notizing him, or chaining him
up. Second, and this is a better
suggestion, is to have a wall
built around Genesee street.
The Editor.

Dear Literary Editor: We
are a trio of young gentlemen
and have seen and read some of
your beautiful stories. Are you
aware that you are wasting
time and money by letting the
opportunity go by without writ-
ing for the newspapers?

Us Three.

Dear Friends: Although I
appreciate the friendly inten-
tions of your letter yet I dis-
trust the suggestion of writing
for the newspapers. You say I
am losing time. Yes, I admit
it, but I must also admit that
I had rather be losing time than
doing time for the stories I
write. The Editor.

Most Honored Editor: I wish
to consult you about my recent
love affair. The situation has
become acute. My First and
Only has sadly deserted me for
no apparent reason. I am a
model boy of exceptionally good
habits. I never stay out after
8 o’clock and always do just as
my mamma says. Your assist-
ance at the present crisis will
be most helpful. Meanwhile, I
remain bathed in the perspira-
tion of anxiety.

Rea B.

My dear Mr. Beckwith: Your
ability to do the correct thing
appears most forcibly when I

APRIL, NINETEEN SEVENTEEN

read your communication. I
see by description that you are
too well trained. I suggest that
you stretch your model de-
portment and commit such
grave errors as staying at the
“Y’ until 8:30 P. M. Put your
hands in your pockets and say
“Gosh” once in a while or about
twice a week. If you follow
these instructions I am sure
your ‘first and only” will rush
back to her senselessness and
into your aching arms.

Most respectfully,

The Editors.

dere Edits: Havin’ seen your
artikle in Student Latern, I’ve
considered yere claim and so
decided tu rite tu U. i be most
madly behunked on one of the
fairest damsels you ever seen.
But she repeels me attention
with kno regrets, an since i be
so behunked, i be a riting to
yu. My charakter is of the
finest. The only bad habits I
kan tel you of be smokin’ and
swearin’. “Yes, an sometimes
I spend .10$ all tu once. Pleese
an guv yer next spiel how tu
win her afektions.
Yours in waitin’
R. MacGregor.
Her name is Florence.
R. Mac.
Dear Mr. MacGregor: Your
plea for aid is most pleasurably
received by us. Your only hope
is to invest in ‘‘Love: the Eti-
quette Of Human Life’ by
Fickle Wallace on page 75,
chapter 9 and to follow its in-
structions minutely. If this is
not sufficient write again.
The Editors.

PoS:

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THE STRENGTH OF YOUTH
THE YOUNG ONION.

Heroic Henry gleefully strut-
ted down the street. From his
Easter hair cut to his delicate
pink spats, he was the picture
of fashion. His cleverly tailored
coat clung to his spare ribs and
he coughed exquisitely from the
depths of his larynx. Yes, all
the girls were crazy over him;
it wasn’t his fault, he only
weighed eighty lbs. But, be-
tween you and me, Henry’s fi-
nances were suffering a calamity.
He had just spent his last
nickel for a package of “Father
Beutow’s Patent Corn Remov-

ers.” Henry’s wanderings led
him to the spot. Out on the
dock he flopped! Life was so

dull. “Help me! I’m drown-
ing!’’ cried a gentle voice be-
hind him. He swung around.
Drifting daintily in the aqua,
the terrific wind was sweeping
her out to sea. Immediately he
climbed gracefully upon the rail.
The counter wind carried him
lovingly in its embrace and
gently laid him in the water
beside her. Grasping her golden
tresses (a real bargain at $1.98)
with a mighty hand he dragged
her ashore. And she, turning
her head, gazed in rapturously
into his watery eyes. But alas,
poor Henry had tasted Dow
chemicals in the river water and
was no more. Moral: Eat
horseradish on your ice cream.
Finis.

An early bird gathers no
moss.

STUDENT LANTERN

Breathless Announcements.

(From the press agent’s corner
pickled, pasteurized and
parceled.)

Esther Laible is making a
collection of bungs with the
intention of building a bung-
alow.

Last week, Pud Stone gave a
solo banquet. He invited him-
self to an Oyster supper.

Chuddy Wartz is a lineal
descendant of William Tell.
Ann Soforth is a great-great-
granddaughter of the Poet and
Peasant. Robinson Crusoe has
no relatives.

Willa Orr is now receiving
sixty dollars a week from the
Yawner Film Co. Fifty dollars
alimony and the balance salary.

The reason the spring flowers
are so fragrant is because they
usually have to go into com-
petition with the odor of fresh
paint.

Many a success dies poor.

She sent him out to shop;
He had some crackers listed;
But he brought pretzels back,
Poor Pop.
He always gets things twisted.

A FAIRY TALE.

“T’m all in,” said the burglar,
as he wiggled thru the window.
“There’s something in that,”
he cried, as he spied the safe.

“It’s a hard blow,” he re-
marked, as he reached for his
can of nitro.

“I feel blue,” he exclaimed,
as a policeman caught him in
his arms.

“T could stay here in a pinch”,
he said as they took him to a
cell.

“That let’s me out,” he said,
when he found a file in his
mince pie.

OSCULATION.

They say there’s microbes in
a kiss,

The rumor is most rife:

Come Lady Dear, and make of
me

An invalid for life.

How doth the gentle laundress

Search out the weakest points,

And always scrape the buttons
off

At the most strategic points?

THE OTHER HAND.
“May I?” he said, and kissed
her hand,
A hand of which the poets tell us
She smiles—a smile the printers
love—
And said, “The other hand is
jealous.”

FRESHMEN YELL.

Ralf, rah, rah,

Ma, ma, ma,

Pa, pa, pa,
Help!

Remorse is the form that
failure takes when it has made
a grab and got nothing.

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How About Hair Nets and
Vitrified Brick..
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Talking machines.
Records and Supplies.
Lace and Embroidery.
Corn and Feed.
WM. GOODMAN.
Men’s Suits at Cost.
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Second-Hand Bread to Cut
HVC L.
WANTED—Position as sec-
ond-hand bread baker. Wm.
Brant. S. H. S.

A Good Trade Getter.
* * * ras *

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GEO. BLIZZARD,
Coal
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As Usual.
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z LOVE SONGS

* Rendered Under All Con-
* ditions. Have Had great
* Experience.

* W. Rice

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Wenger.
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Will It Come To This?
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SPECIAL TODAY ONLY
HUSS AND FISH
Grocers
“Only the highest prices here”
Potatoes.......... 35c per Peek.
Onions........ $.2914 per whiff
Bees.) oe), $.49 per touch
Cut Bacon_...$.19 per grunt
Special Rebate to Crooks.
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The sad thing about the op-
timist is his attitude of mind
concerning himself.

YE MOVIE STARS.

Fatty \Arbucles aa ei Ikey B.
Mae Marsh... Natalie Spencer
Charlie Chaplin... Wesley Mitts
Mabel Normand... Willa Orr
Blanche Sweet............ Katherine Miller
Wallace Reid... Albert Fish
Elsie Janis... Elinor Milligan
Jack Pickford... 0... John Orr
Douglas Fairbanks........ Bing Schirmer
Valeska Suratt 00... Bea Chapman
Francis Bushman............ Piggy Schmidt
Marguerite Clar.k..... Doris Pike

Mary Miles Minter...
PAAVLI AAN Florence Van Auken

Robert Harron............ Harold Mitchell
Mary Pickford... Fran Callam
Harold Lockwood........._.. James Brown
Fanny Ward.............. Marion Spangler
Alice Brady e. Jin le Gay Powell

LINES TO FREDDIE.

Now Freddie dear, and did you hear,
The things they say of you?

Your actions queer, it does appear,
That they are almost true.

They say, of course, that you eat
“Force,”
For breakfast every morn,
If you should “bust” from that saw-
dust,
For you we'd sadly mourn.

That you do chew, they say of you,
The gum that’s come to fame—
Called “Juicy Fruit”, we'll surely shoot

If you don’t stop the same.

Along the street, when you we meet,
A pretty girl so sweet

You chew the rag, nor never lag
Until you’re asked to treat.

STUDENT LANTERN

Then down you fall, for help you call,
And awful illness feign,

In stifled moan you ask for home,
But that is all in vain.

With vice-like grip, along does trip,
Close by your side goes she,

Unless you skip, she’ll win this trip
And get her ice cream free.

Now Fred, my lad, let me this add,
Unless your ways you mend,

You'll quickly go way down below,
To regions to descend.

OH, YOU JIMMIE

Oh, I love the girls and they love me,

I get a thousand kisses free

Each time I want them, Holy Gee,
Now, what d’ye think of that?

They ask me if I want a kiss,

Of course, I do---Oh Joy, what bliss,

As if a chance like that I’d miss,
Now, what d’ye think of that?

I spend my money like the deuce,

I couldn’t save it, what’s the use,

But then I have a good excuse,
Now, what d’ye think of that?

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The girls all dearly love me so,
Oh, not because I have the dough,
Because I’m handsome, don’t you
know,
Now, what d’ye think of that?

WHAT TEMPERATURE-

They sat one day beneath the shade,
His arm placed close around her,

In tender tones said to the maid,
This querry did propound her:---

“If thirty-two degrees will freeze,
Know you the answer when

Two folks like us sit "neath the trees?
Don’t know? Well guess again.”

“T cannot guess just what degree

It would be,” quoth the maid.
“Why, that is simple,” then said he,
“Tt is ‘two in the shade’.”

The lad who lassoes an idea
and Hog-ties it, is the only one
who really counts.

Hello, dii socks!

Have you joined the Red
Cross yet?

APRIL, NINETEEN SEVENTEEN

Wed., March 14. The Freshmen indulge in chapel exercises.

Some advance styles in spring millinery are shown by Mr. F.
(was it a Phipps or Hyland model, Marguerite?)

Thurs. March 15. Evidently two of our number are training
for a long distance hike (why don’t you wear a speedometer Wayne?)

Fri., March 16. The Lyceum and the Theucean have their
meetings.

We are excused 7th and 8th hours to go to chapel and hear a
little silver-tongued oratory. The speakers follow: Marion Pear-
son, Esther Woodruff, Lippert Ellis, Stanley Kroll, Merle Wickam,
Roland Winston and Harold Olson.

The Seniors gather for their first annual Shindig.

Mon., March 19. Edwin professes his love for the weaker sex
in German Class.

Tues., March 20. Upper class chapel. We.have a victrola
concert.

Wed., March 21. Freshmen chapel.

Mr. T. announces his life membership in the Pretzel Benders’
Union.

Thurs., March 22. The Student Lantern has a successful sale.
We also have the pleasure (?) of seeing our cards again.

Ikey B. is developing into a Ty Cobb.
Fri., March 23.
“In the Spring a young man’s fancy---lightly turns---(so says the fool)
Ours are turning----ah, yes turning, but they’re turning far from
school.’’.
Another all school party is held in the gym.
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STUTENT LANTERN

Mon., April 2. By the way, our return to school was sort of
a belated April fool joke.

Mother Earth is removed from the windows!

Tues., April 3. As a result of a few rummage sales the youth
of our school flock out in new ties and shirts.

Mr. and Mrs. Brydges entertain us at chapel.

A Red Cross Membership campaign is launched among the
students.

Wed., April 4. Freshmen chapel as usual.

The Aurora Board adds to Mr. White’s worries.

Thurs., April 5. At an athletic meeting the Board of Control
candidates are chosen.

Mr. O. M. S. looks at the newer models in baby carriages.

Fri., April 6. Theucean and Lyceum meetings.

Waldron Pellter takes first honors in the Sub-Detroit Declama-
tion Contest, giving the famous Patrick Henry’s “Liberty or Death”
speech. Dorothy Miller of Bay City Western wins the oration on
“The Liquor Problem.” Miss Vera Schuster of Alpena, wins the
second place in declamation. Her declamation being “The Lost
Word.” Mr. Avory Hanson also from Alpena, wins the second
place in oratory. His oration being “The Spirit of Americanism.”

While the judged are making their decisions Miss Erma Cum-
mens and Wayne Wenger entertain us.

A number of our Senior girls are taking Mary Garden’s advice
and are ‘‘walking in the dew.”

Mon., April 9. We are given shrubs.

Smoked glasses are necessary to review our Easter Parade.

Tues., April 10. Upper class chapel. There is nothing wrong
with our patriotism.

Russel Lee joins the navy. I say, Walter,---if thou wilt win
thy lady’s affections, join the naval Rreseves. Eh, Doc?

Wed., April 11. Boys’ chapel. Dutch Yarger and Eddie
Johnson hold a snoring contest fourth hour. To bed with the
curfew boys!

Frances K. Drie.

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The Seniors were very well entertained at a very informal
party in the High School Gym from four till eight o’clock, Friday,
March 16. The feature of the entertainment was the human pic-
tures posed by the faculty, who were dressed as they were twenty
years ago. (More or less.) An amusing comedy was presented
by the “Agony Gang” and Schirmer, Huss and Fish showed their
talent as musicians. Margaret Beck and assistants gave a very
graceful doll dance. Jimmie Brown, accompanied by Lucille Oh-
land, played a violin solo. This was followed by a pleasing bit of
song by “Romeo” Spence and “Juliet” Johnson. ‘‘Eats’’ were
served in the “kitchen” and dancing followed. A shooting gallery
and an electrical display were arranged for the further amusement
of those who did not care to dance

Miss Kitchen and the committee in charge are to be con-
gratulated on such a successful “good time.”

The Tiffinian,}Tiffin, Ohio:

Welcome to our new friend! You are doing well for your first
year and may you continue! A table of contents would be an im-
provement.

The Schenly Journal, Pittsburgh, Pa.:
Your dedicatory issue is splendid! What a fine new school
you have! Come again.

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STUDENT LANTERN

ù The Orient, Bay City, Mich.:
It appears that your girl-editor has the hearty co-operation of
both boys and girls. You should be proud of your poets!

The Vexillum, Boston, Mass.:
“Just Ravin’,” the parody on ‘‘The Raven,” is indeed clever!
Your headings are very appropriate.

Ypsi-Sem, Ypsilanti, Mich.:
Your Humorous Number is well carried out, even to the cover
in black and white.

The Scout, Muskogee, Okla.:

Your literary and joke departments make your paper a very
interesting one. The Calendar gives us a good knowledge of school
life.

The Lewis and Clark Journal, Spokane, Wash.:
Spokane sends us two of our best Exchanges, “The Tamarack”
and yours. Such a excellennt quality of paper and material!

The Spectator, Highland Park, Mich.:
A very newsy little weekly.

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“ROSES AND ROCKS”
The “Student Lantern, from Saginaw, Mich., displays an at-
tractive cover design and departmental headings. The scheme of
placing the jokes among the advertisements is very clever, as in

looking for them one must note the advertisements.
The Student, Detroit, Mich.

Your paper could be improved by the addition of more jokes.
Why scatter those you have among the advertisements?
The Palmetto and Pine, St. Petersburg, Fla.

It is a relief to look at a nice, large, roomy, large-printed paper
like yours, often some of the little, small-printed sheets we get.
Your cartoons are cute as can be.

The Scout, Muskogee, Okla.

A new Exchange—glad to see you, come again. Your paper is
very interesting, but don’t you think that the editorials should be
put at the beginning?

The Vexillum, Boston, Mass.

You surely have an artistic genius or two in your school, for
your cuts, and especially your beautiful cover, are extraordinary.
The Student Lantern is one of the best appearing, well arranged
papers on our Exchange List.

The Record, Louisville, Ky.

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APRIL, NINETEEN SEVENTEEN

Financial Statement

REPORT OF CIRCULATION MANAGER.
April 20, 1917.

No. copies printed.-.----------------------------- 600
No. Cash: Sales). 2t---..-.--s-ceneeceeseene- 330
No. Credit Sales. ......---------:------ss00+ 97
No. Library © SACS a ae AE AT T, 3
No) SUbhana eedi 13
No. Comps... aaan 35
No. Comps per a TE aed 40
No. Not Paid fOr tedo ideeen 4
No. Library SET A I 3
No. Pxchanpes tni mi Me Adnani 40
No. Copies on Hand...-----.------------------- 44
600 600

Money Turned In.

Casalesi a aea e aa E $33.00
Credit Salesi creir geene Madai ;

$41.90
Signed,

W. K SLACK, Circ. Mgr.
O. K.—O. M. Swank.

S. H. S. ATHLETIC ASSOCIATION.

April 19, 1917.

Receipts.
BAL. forward from last report........ $1,171.63
April 6—Report on Flint Game, per

OR. Miller: Lina oe els 4.00

April 6—Report on Ann Arbor game
per O. R. Miller 11.79
$1,187.42

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Expenditures.

March 21—Basket Ball Ann Arbor
per O. R. Miller.............. $ 50.00

March ATE nan on tickets A. H.
ANON SANE A EUN 45

March 21—Girls Basket Ball tickets
redeemed -LLAI ENE 2.85

April 3—M. C. A. A. dues per
W. W. Warner..............-- 2.00
April 5—Refund on tickets... .45
April 6—Baseball bat per S. Kelly 1.50
April 12—Refund on tickets... 15
April 17—Morley Bros. Basket Ball 8.65
$ 66.05
Total Receipts s-sisien hins $1,187.42
Total Expenditures. ...........-.-..-...0-+ 66.05
BATANGE, NE Sika ates bat ET $1,121.37

STUDENT LANTERN.
Receipts.

BALANCE forward from last report. bine 20
March 21—Adv. per J. Brown.............. 9.60
March 23—Adv. per P. Keeler............ "6.00
March 23—Cash Sales per W. Slack... 33.30

April 2—Adv. per W. Wenger.......... 1.50
April 3—Credit Sales per W. Slack 9.60
April 11—Adv. per W. Wenger... 19.50
April 11—Credit Sales per W. Slack 30
April 17—Adv. per J. Brown.............. 19.60
April 18—Adv. per M. Wickham...... 10.20
$290.80
Expenditures.
March 23—Exchange postage per M.
Gollwitzer..... 220. eeeteeeeee $

March 23—Subscription postage..

April 11—Valley Printing Co.......... j

FAAR Echipts | lu MUANI, al $290.80
Total Expenditures.-.-.--------------------------- 113.45
BALANCE April 194 $177.35

STUDENT LANTERN

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308 Eddy Bldg., Saginaw, Mich.

Teacher—‘‘Give a sentence
with the word ‘poultice’.”

Freshie—“I know. Poultice
means an application. ‘The
teacher sent a poultice to the
school board’.”’

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visit the

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Judge—‘‘You confess to hav-
ing shot Jones between the
antithropias and the allegroi,
do you not?”

Prisoner—"‘No such thing,
Jedge, I shot him between the
corn-bin and the woodshed.”’

PROF. A. G. HEYER

Teacher of Piano, Organ and Voice
Culture

537 Millard St. Bell Phone 482
Formerly Albert Platte’s Studio

WALTER L. CREGO

DENTIST

Rooms 7 and 8, Mason Bldg.
SAGINAW, MICH.

““Advertise---Patronize”’

is the Student’s Slogan.

APRIL NINETEEN SEVENTEEN

Chaucer was a good old man,
His name we can’t forget,
No matter how hard we try to

scan,
We can not get it yet.

He caused the dawn of the
eighth hour class,

It came on Tuesday and Thurs-
day,

And although we tried our best
to pass,

Nobody could get above sixty.

The cards may come, the cards
may go,

Yet Chaucer goes on forever,

The marks they hurt our par-
ents so,

Our chance to pass they sever!

17

We went to Cupid’s garden,
We wandered o’er the land;

The moon was shining brightly,
I held her little —shawl.

Yes, I held her little shawl,
How fast the evening flies,
We spoke in tones of love,
I gazed into her—lunchbasket

I gazed into her basket,

I wished I had a taste,
There sat my lovely charmer,
My arm around her—umbrella

Embracing her umbrella,
This charming little miss,
Her eyes were full of mischief—
I slyly stole a—sandwich.

McGrath: This match won't
light. S
Hollenbach: That’s funny,

it lit alright a minute ago.

Hollenbach: I would take
great pleasure in meeting your
sister.

Friers (A sisterless boy): So
would I.

R. McGregor—‘‘What is the
strongest part of your body?”
Freshie—‘Your feet.”

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Bell Phone 1309 Valley Phone 22-L

McNALLY VULCANIZING CO.

James R. McNally, Prop.
The Oldest and Most Reliable Vulcanizing
Establishment in the State

408 Germania Ave. Saginaw, Mich.

“Put your best foot forward”
is an axion that has with-
stood the wear of years. Be
sure that your shoes do
YOURSELF CREDIT

Snappy Shoes at
Popular Prices

Erhard & Stalker

“Lantern” Advertisers are Our Friends; Patronize Them.

STUDENT LANTERN

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STEEL and WOOD RULES
MEASURING TAPES

A complete and strictly high-grade line including articles especially
adapted to manual training and every other line of work.
ON SALE AT HARDWARE STORES EVERYWHERE

THE [UFKIN fpULe Ço. Saginaw, Mich.

3 KLOPF & ROBERTS

A Everything in
Roofing and Sheet Metal Work

QUAKER FURNACES 4X°RHPAT

803 Hoyt Avenue BOTH PHONES Saginaw, Mich.

We repair Auto Radiators, Fenders and Lamps

United States Graphite Company

Dealers in

Automobile Lubricants

Saginaw - - - Michigan

““Advertise---Patronize” is the Student’s Slogan.

APRIL NINETEEN SEVENTEEN

PHOTOGRAPHS

A Photograph is a record of passing time---there
are events one ought to record.

DO NOT NEGLECT IT

Charles E. White

305 Genesee Avenue
Bell Phone 812-J

Saginaw, Michigan
Valley Phone 1417-M

BUJOUVES

High Class Shoe Repair
Work Called For and Delivered

HAT CLEANING A SPECIALTY

213 GENESEE AVE. SAGINAW, MICH.
Both Phones

Headquarters for
Women’s Military Style
and Service Boots

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Walk - Over Boot Shop
“The Shop Ahead”

Saginaw, Michigan A

POPP & WOLF
HARDWARE CO.

Dealers In

Hardware, Wall Paper
Paints

718-722 Genesee Avenue
SAGINAW, MICHIGAN

LEONIDA DE VEAUX

TEACHER OF PIANO

STUDIO 530 HAYDEN ST. VALLEY 3250

UPPER FLOOR PRONES {

BELL 2266

MOORE’S

Finest Soda Fountain in
the city

Corner Franklin and Genesee Avenues
Gill Skimin, Proprietor

Bell 527 Valley 302-B

New and Used Household Goods, Stoves,
Refrigerators, Bicycles, Guns, Revol-

vers, Tools, Etc., bought and sold.

MINARD 605 GENESEE AVE.

“Lantern” Advertisers are Our Friends; Patronize Them.

STUDENT LANTERN

Wiltams Bros. Candy Co.

442 Genesee ue.
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Just the place for Candies rhea bh A
\ The United Electric
Refreshments and Light Lunches

“For Health and Cleanliness” in Homes
Already Built or Under Construction

Served all day
The Trombley Electric Co.
130 N. Jefferson Avenue
L. E. PATTERSON HUGH SPENCE M. J. SPENCE
SAGINAW, MICHIGAN Spence Brothers

GENESEE AVE. SERVICE STATION NO. 52 General Contractors and

JANES AND GENESEE Builders
POLARINE RED CROWN GASOLINE 201 and 202 Brewer Arcade
BELL PHONE 860 J Bell Phone 2183-J Valley Phone 136-R

Bing: ‘‘Imagine Marg. work-
ing in a munition factory.”

Norris: ‘‘Yes, she likes to feel
that there are arms about her.”

“How long have they been
married?”

“About five years.”

“Did she make him a good
wife?” Little Girl, looking at dog—

“No, but she made him an “Oh, look! He's wagging his
awfully good husband:” tail at the top of his voice.”

Witters’ Laundry

Phones 289
112-116 N. Jefferson Avenue

udent Lantern Advertising isn’t Charity; IT’S GOOD BUSINESS.

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Mory BRotHERS
HIGH SCHOOL MEN

Those taking 1 up baseball this spring will be interested to know that our new heal dnioe
have just arrived. We are showing different patterns of complete equipment which we carry in stock,
sufficient to outfit entire clubs without the necessity of waiting for the uniforms to come from the factory.

We are also prepared to execute special orders and can give you uniforms of a distinctive char-
acter, lettered as you may wish and trimmed in accordance with your own ideas.

Spalding and Louisville slugger bats are now in stock, and of course, National League balls and r N

other necessary baseball equipment in the largest variety. oa
We have planned amply to take care of your wants this rie and solicit the opportunity of A

showing you our cele line.
CANOES

A canoe affords the restful hour of a busy day whether strenuous from Aok or ee On theos
river or at the lake it suggests the cool of evening, sunset on the water, a charming Seaton: perhaps |
—surely ‘The close of a perfect day.” x

Old Town Canoes are the standard—none have ever surpassed the gracefulness of their lines
or their stability of construction. i

A large shipment is on the way from Maine, due to arrive about w Pa of May. Tt vill be a -

neces to show them to you then.

Morey BROTHERS

Founded 1863

Before You Buy Your Spring Outfit

See Our Selection of

f Guaranteed
{ Rust- Proof

Corsets 4

They are authoritative for the season’s fasheni in dress.
Whether your selection is one of the lower price or
higher, it will shape the kind of a figure you require.

Whether you require a lightly-boned |
- model, or a more sturdy one---What-

‘ever the style, it can be a Warner
and you will be satisfied.

Every Corset Guaranteed

“THE STORE FOR SERVICE”
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Represents 44 Years of

Safe and Conservative Banking :

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OFFICERS
BENTON HANCHETT - President
OTTO SCHUPP 2 VW. Pires, aad Cashier
C. A. KHUEN - V. Pres. and Ass't Cashies
S. S. ROBY - - . Ass't Cashier
C. M. COPLIN $ i => Ass't Cashier
zt F. J. SCHMIDT 3 Ass't Cashier
A AAKA AE A.B. WILLIAMS - Ss Ass't Cashier
FORDNEY ANE CENTER STREETS R. T. WALLACE . Ass't Cashier
J. HOLLAND-MORITZ - 5 Auditor
DIRECTORS
BENTON HANCHETT HELON B. ALLEN WILLIAM BARIE
ARNOLD BOUTELL CHAS. E. BRENNER EDGAR D. CHURCH
WM. C. CORNWELL L. T. DURAND FRED J. FOX
THEODORE HUSS C. A. KHUEN J. G. MACPHERSON
NORTH SIDE NR an E-A ROBERTSON EZRA G. RUST OTTO SCHUPP
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